...I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk...

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

Like most modern people, I don't believe in prophecy or magic and then spend half my time practicing it.

There are no simple solutions to imaginary problems.

We are so rebellious that when we die our cells refuse to live a second longer. But our souls they live always....

It is only with the heart that one can see rightly what is essential is invisible to the eye.

I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me.

Every monster was a man first.

Mountains of gold would not seduce some men, yet flattery would break them down.

Men do not attract that which they want, but that which they are.

The brave view is that talking it out helps work it out. Maybe the realistic view is that talking it out inflames the issues further. But that is America, especially these days.

Do anything, but let it produce joy.